I'm developing a piece for the Esperanza P&J Center's call for submissions for Que Queer, a art exhibit for queer/trans/2spirit/etc to be displayed during gay pride month.
I thought about it for 2 weeks and really wanted to do something but didn't really feel the ganas. Then, in cleaning up my room and storing winter things, I found these bits and pieces of cards, notes, reminders, etc of my ill fated-much emoted relationship with Cliffy.
So, I'm working on a piece and have 3 days to complete it. Crazy, no? Ay, why not.
Cliffy and I were disasterous and wonderful and she always, always made me want to write.